I have reached, my feet slamming into the soft ground, creating a humongous crater around me, the air pressure blew outwards with a speed of a meteor. I had to make sure to land where no inhabitants was present or that might disturb them(or so easily eliminate them). The vibration is intense, it felt really ominous for once. "Am I feeling panic? Am I really in danger?" That was the two questions I haven't asked myself in a long time.
Wait, someone was behind me, standing on the tip of the crater I made. Its energy... it- it's horrifyingly sinister. "Creator Factorem, you look stressed, what's wrong?" The voice spoke. It knows my name? But how? I live alone by myself on my own planet that nobody has ever dared to even come near to, not to even mention knowing my name! This presence is significant, I could remember it for a thousand years, but I felt like I already do. "Who are you?" I spoke in an acute way. I turned to look who the figure was. At that moment when my eyes landed on him, a very, very peculiar familiarity hit me. I know him, but I doubt myself, I don't know him! He stayed silent. He was a grey figure, with a very alarming smile, a creepy one at that. He looked just like me, as if I was staring in a mirror looking at myself, except that that myself was grey and smiling with a very black smile. "Oh right, I wiped your memory didn't I?"
"What are talking about?!"
"Creator Factorem, you don't remember me anymore do you?"
"Ho- how do you know my full name?!"
"It's me Editor don't remember?"
"I haven't got a damn clue of 'Editor' being in my life."
"Oh, no worries, I should return your memory to save time."